Lin Qiye's eyes condensed, and his figure turned into a wisp of night light, and the space flashed backwards at a very fast speed!
Almost at the same time as he moved, No. 22 raised the [Scepter] in his hand and smashed it into the ground again.
clang--!
The golden ripples spread rapidly, spreading around, approaching the receding night.
Lin Qiye knew the power of that [Scepter] very well. Once it was affected by the golden ripples, his spirit would be forcibly expropriated. By then, No. 22 would have doubled his spiritual power, and he would be holding the [Scepter] and the [Holy Grail].
], Lin Qiye, who became an ordinary person, had almost no chance of winning.
Fortunately, Lin Qiye left in time, and the distance of [Night Flash] was long enough, so he managed to avoid the range of [Scepter] and landed on the ruins one kilometer away.
Seeing that Lin Qiye avoided this attack, surprise appeared in No. 22's eyes. He originally wanted to directly mobilize the power of the [Holy Grail] to make a wish, but after hesitating for a moment, he gave up this idea.
His body swayed and he quickly chased after Lin Qiye.
Two streaks of light streaked across the sky above Wucheng one after another, starting a thrilling chase.
In terms of speed, if Lin Qiye uses [Somersault Cloud], he can get rid of No. 22 in minutes, but once he does this, the pair of boots, silver bird and spear will immediately chase him.
No. 22 has the [Scepter] in hand and is not afraid of being chased by these three artifacts. However, if Lin Qiye is caught up, he will only fall into a situation of being besieged.
While Lin Qiye activated [Night Flicker] to the extreme, he looked back at No. 22 who was chasing him, his brain running rapidly.
As he expected, although No. 22 holds two "supreme" artifacts, the [Scepter] and the [Holy Grail], the former requires a certain casting range, and the latter requires life as a sacrifice. Unless necessary, No. 22 is probably reluctant to use it.
[Holy Grail] Make a wish. In this way, as long as you keep a certain distance, the threat that No. 22 can pose to him is actually very limited.
Lin Qiye stepped forward continuously, and rays of magical light bloomed from the earth. Several figures were summoned and suspended behind him.
The snow girl waved her hand, and countless ice crystals condensed from the void, turning into an overwhelming blizzard of swords, rushing towards No. 22 who was chasing behind.
No. 22 frowned slightly, turned quickly, and nimbly shuttled through the ice swords in the sky. Looking at the figures floating in the distance, he said in confusion:
"Is it a summoning spell? Didn't he only represent the goddess of the night and Seraph? How can he really know magic..."
Just when No. 22 was confused, a faint female voice floated into his ears:
"Bixian, Bixian, you are my previous life, and I am your present life..."
The moment he heard this sound, the surrounding ice swords piercing the ground stood up at the same time, like penholders held by invisible hands, and quickly outlined concentric circles in the sand.
As the circles connected from end to end, a woman wearing a blood-stained white dress appeared next to No. 22 like a ghost. Her pale palms were like lightning, and she directly grabbed the King's [Scepter] in his hand!
"What the hell?"
No. 22's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously took half a step back. Two ice swords scratched his skin, leaving a trail of blood on his shoulders and knees.
He ignored his injuries and suddenly raised the [Holy Grail] in his hand:
"Make a wish and evil spirits will disappear!"
As the words fell, a faint light flashed on the surface of [Holy Grail], and the bodies of Snow Girl and Pen Fairy shook at the same time, flying upside down like kites with broken strings.
Two magical rays of light flashed through, and their bodies had been sent back to the Gods Mental Hospital.
Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly.
The joint attack of Yuki Onna and Bixian didn't work, but it didn't matter, at least they used up an opportunity to make a wish on the 22nd.
There is no life to replenish in this desert. If this continues, the energy of the [Holy Grail] will run out sooner or later, and by then this "supreme" artifact will be completely useless.
Just as Lin Qiye was about to make a move, a third stream of light quickly flashed across the sky and rushed here!
He and No. 22 were startled at the same time, and turned to look in that direction.
I saw an incandescent fireball falling from the sky, hitting the desert heavily, rolling up the wild sand, and a figure holding a long sword slowly walked out of the incandescent light.
The man's face was a bit unfamiliar to Lin Qiye, but he was wearing a black cloak full of sword marks. On the wide brim of the hat, the word "38" could be vaguely seen.
Among the agents who invaded Wucheng at that time, he was the only one who ran away from the old city lord?
Lin Qiye immediately recalled the identity of that person.
At that time, in the central square of Wucheng, No. 38 was the only one who was not controlled by the [Scepter]. Even though he lost his mental power, he still escaped from the pursuit of the old city lord.
"The second one in [Ten Royal Front], Bifeitu?!" When No. 22 saw that person, he was even more surprised than Lin Qiye, "Are you still alive?"
Bifeitu's eyes fell on the [Scepter] in the palm of No. 22, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"I also plan to come back and kill the old man. It seems that there is no need for this anymore..."
"The King's [Sword]..." No. 22 also noticed the long sword in Bifeitu's hand, with light shining in his eyes, "It seems that your opportunity is not bad."
Bifeitu didn't speak. He just glanced at Lin Qiye silently, looking a little confused.
"Who are you?"
"He is No. 33, Miles, and he is also the agent of the Two Gods we have been looking for...Lin Qiye." No. 22 spoke in a very seductive tone, "Bifeitu, the two of us will join forces to capture him first.
How about we share the secrets we get from the agents of the two gods who came from Daxia?"
"Agent of the Two Gods?" Bifeitu raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Qiye with curiosity.
Lin Qiye felt a chill in his heart.
Although he didn't know the origin of this Bifeitu, if Lin Qiye guessed correctly, he was one of the two monsters in the [Ten Royal Front] mentioned by Parkash, and he could escape with the power of the [Scepter].
His own strength is by no means simple.
What's more, he also has a king's [sword] in his hand that can kill gods!
If Bifeitu really joins forces with No. 22, things will be terrible.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath and said to Bifeitu: "The [Holy Grail] in his hand can erase the mark of the gods in your body. Let's work together to kill him. The [Holy Grail] belongs to you, and the [Scepter] belongs to me.
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"Seal of the Gods?" Bifeitu shook his head, "I've already removed that kind of thing myself."
He pulled down the collar with his hand, and on the left chest of the weird body that looked like stitching, a ferocious bloody wound was exposed to the air. Judging from the traces of the wound, he should have cut it open with the edge of the King's Sword.
Deep in the left chest, a broken heart split from it and had completely lost its vitality.
And on the right side of his chest, a god's heart, like a blazing sun, was beating slowly but firmly!